"..."
Dylan Collins was momentarily at a loss for words.
However, Hallie Morgan said, "But I really don't have anything to dress up in, I don't have the money to buy clothes..."
"Alright, someone will prepare it for you tomorrow."
Dylan Collins watched helplessly as Hallie's face was filled with distress.
Always boasting about not caring about her appearances when, in reality, she did care.
When Hallie woke up the next day, she saw a line of people already outside, ready to dress her up.
A few people surrounded her at once, bowed their heads, and said, "Good day, Young Mistress. We will be your stylists today."
Hallie stared in astonishment at the expensive-looking clothes. She looked up to see Dylan Collins, dressed formally, walking towards her.
"Is this what you prepared for me? Isn't it too extravagant?"
Hallie said.
